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Eureka" can be an answer to a question we have never asked. It can be the articulation of a sudden and unforeseen idea or the expression of a magic moment that throws us into a new world. It acts like a radiant sunbeam that comes out of the blue and illuminates a dim past, opening a new, dynamic horizon. It may even be a trivial but lucky encounter with new friends, who let us be what we are in our imagination: original and undifferentiated. (__aiting for Eureka_ )

Don't give up the fight. Don't dim out the light. Those who at first don't believe in you, will soon begin to ask you "how did you do it?_ Keep it up!

Ever since her diagnosis, she__ been fading like a light bulb with cancer__ hand on the rotary dimmer.

Your future is bright. Just stop hanging around people who try to dim your light and you will climb up to a higher height! Don't give up on the fight! Stand up for your right! It's within your might!

When you're a light instead of a dim switch, your brightness radiates in every direction.

It's hard to be a bright light in a dim world.

Every single person is a fool, insane, a failure, or a bad person to at least ten people.

_I love you,_ he said to her, although at that point he was certain she could no longer comprehend the words. ____ trade places with you in an instant, Mandy Valems_ you never deserved this_ why would anyone do something so terrible!?_ A cold chill froze his heart when he saw her empty eyes again.The fluorescent lights in the dim room sparked to life all of a sudden, brightness so sharp that it startled him. In a flash, sharp and sudden, quicker than a lightning strike, the bulbs flickered and exploded with a few jingling pops.

For some, life may be a playground to undermine the brainwaves of others or simply a vainglorious game with an armory of theatrics, illustrating only bleak self-deception, haughty narcissism and dim deficiency in empathy. ("Another empty room")

To wish a life without stairs, without hills and mountains is to wish a dim life without the joy of rising with our own efforts!

Nothing can dim the light of your love.

People who walk across dark bridges, past saints,with dim, small lights.Clouds which move across gray skiespast churcheswith towers darkened in the dusk.One who leans against granite railinggazing into the evening waters,His hands resting on old stones.

Life isn't all perpetual bliss, nor is it one woeful weeping session. But you can concentrate so hard on noticing moments of one or the other that either a bright outlook or dim expectations becomes your regular illusion.

Do not say the land ahead does not exist, simply because you cannot see it.